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Hang a big red lantern on the top, and dance the dragon and tiger unicorn below.

Chinatown has always been noisy, and after the development of tourism, it has become even more intensive.

The owner of Tianren Famous Tea is dancing with his eyebrows, and he is selling good abalone to tour groups from the north. He speaks in the vernacular, hurried and fast, and the northerners are half-understood, like a cat staring at a laser ray, and where the boss points it, the crowd turns. The tour guide cooperated at the right time, saying that all the best things in the world are concentrated here, and you can buy it with confidence, and you can't go wrong.

A man with a gold chain around his neck frowned, spit out his cigarette butt, and asked loudly, "You tea shop, why do you still have abalone?" ”

"Yo ......" The boss rubbed his hands and sneered: "Big man, abalone makes money, do you make money or not, stupid?" ”

……

Shen Jing walked past the crowd, and across the street was a newly opened family. In the East Restaurant, Master Long Hu showed his ability and flashed in the sound of firecrackers.

Five minutes later.

Shen Jing raised his head, three floors, and the lintel hung the words "Wanshou Palace Food".

Pushing the door with Cortana, she was greeted by a smiling face. Shen Jing swung away and went straight to the third floor.

The wooden staircase emitted the scent of pine, Shen Jing took a deep breath, how long had it been since he smelled it? The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile. The figure at the top of the staircase flickered, and there was no sound before it arrived.

"My family's cousin is uncle, and the number of five-five-five is not clear......"

The red light on the panda TV shows that the snowflakes flashing through the picture prove that this film is not young. Four old men sat around the window, holding a purple sand teapot in their hands, and after saying a few words, they reached the spout to "moisten" it.

A game of chess, with a few remaining soldiers, has reached the point of life and death.

The forehead is engraved with deep lines, and the gray-haired old man "tsks", and pinched a "car" with his fingers, hanging but not falling. The old man in Tang costume on the opposite side urged: "I said, old Jiaodong, you are more difficult than giving birth." ”

"What? If the chess piece does not fall, it does not count as winning or losing. Are you in a hurry? I'm anxious for you to go home for dinner, what do you have to do with this? Lao Jiao Dongsheng was so angry that he was sweating in his head. He was powerless to return to the sky in this game, but he had a strong donkey temper and couldn't let go of his son and admit defeat.

"Yes." The old man in Tang costume slapped his face, and smiled with the other two people watching the chess: "See? What is it called? This is called a two-skin face. ”

The two of them were happy, but they didn't want to participate, and they watched the chess straight and didn't say anything about the true gentleman.

"Old Lu."

The loud sound came downstairs, and Lao Jiaodong immediately bounced up, put the "car" in his pocket, turned his head and ran. Don't forget to throw a sentence: "Don't move, don't move, I'll clean you up when I come back." ”

"Sensei waited." Shen Jing greeted him, sent him back to the chessboard and sat down, pointed to his two pawns and said, "Old Lu, go up, get them." ”

Lao Lu's name is Lu Liren, and he hooks up with Shen Jing, and it seems that they have a good friendship. He threw the chess pieces in a panic, hugged his fists and said: "Okay, let's get here today, count me if I lose, and fight again another day." ”

"This ......"

The face of the old man in Tang costume changed, and he had never seen Lao Jiaodong's abandoned son surrender.

But he also hugged his fists and saluted: "See you later." ”

They can stand on this, and they have more or less unsightly connections. The host sends off guests, and there must be something important to come to the door, and it is inconvenient to tell outsiders.

Lao Lu led the two to the inner room, where they did not accept guests, only treated relatives and friends.

"Sit." Lao Lu greeted casually, sat down at the Eight Immortals table, put his elbows on the eaves, and stared thoughtfully at Shen Jing and Xiao Na. Pushing the teacup over, he pondered, "This is ...... What do you call it? ”

Shen Jing knew that Lao Lu wanted to be crooked, so he didn't explain, and said lightly: "Xiao Na, this is Lao Lu, you don't suffer if you call Uncle Sheng." ”

"Uncle...... Uncle. "Cortana ghost elf, quickly bring the tea and hand it over, and smile sweetly.

"Yes, understood." Lao Lu misunderstood it even more, took the cup and took a sip of tea. He quickly tightened his brows, put down the cup, and asked, "Is it time?" ”

"Well, it's time." Shen Jing nodded, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Laughing?" Lao Lu sighed: "I don't know if you are really crazy or fake crazy." ”

The corners of Shen Jing's eyes rose, and motioned for Xiao Na to close the door, and when she turned around and walked away, Shen Jing leaned over and said, "Lao Lu, please take care of your business." ”

"I know, the house is for you."

"That's not it."

"Huh? Something to say, suffocating and aggrieved like a girl. ”

Shen Jing touched his nose and nodded at Xiao Na with his chin: "This girl, I'm afraid I have to let you take care of it for a few days." ”

"What?"

"It's a long story, and I can't figure it out."

"Listening to an accent is like ......"

"Hmm." Shen Jing interrupted him and continued, "On the other side." ”

Lao Lu looked displeased, and said in a deep voice: "You know me, this matter ......" Shen Jing hurriedly waved his hand to him and blocked the words: "Most of my life has passed, and I have begun to cooperate with each other, are you still stubborn?" You don't have to pick this matter, when you return my favor, stop, stop...... That's it. ”

Lao Lu served the tea, drank it all, and turned his head not to look at him. Shen Jing had to laugh and keep arching his hands.

The old Lu Shandong people, who run a Lu restaurant, will have a sumptuous dinner.

It was full of sweet and sour carp, nine-turn large intestine, stuffy prawns and other red and translucent hard vegetables, Lao Lu personally handed over the hand, and pointed at Shen Jing's nose and scolded when he was served: "What did Lao Tzu do to you?" What do you do to Lao Tzu? Why did you hand over your dogball brother? ”

I also specially made some oyster cakes and golden sand rolls for Cortana.

Shen Jing could only laugh and had nothing to say. He couldn't do the long-sleeved dancing, so he hugged Lao Lu and poured sorghum wine.

Cortana lowered her head, her eyes twitched, occasionally sweeping over the two of them, and her chopsticks only picked up a few green onions in front of her. Shen Jing pushed the plate in front of her and said with a smile: "Eat quickly, when you come to Lao Lu's territory, he is angry that you eat less, and he thinks he is not skilled." Cortana mumbled, her stomach rumbling.

After dinner.

Lao Lu blushed and had a thick neck, and he called Shen Jing a brother and a brother for a long time: "Brother, old brother has this temper, don't be like me." If it weren't for you, my bones would be rotten, and if you said to take care of a spy girl, you would release a team of refugees to me, and I would have raised you for nothing. ”

"Don't talk about the past." Shen Jing's voice was stagnant, and old Lu Deng slapped his big mouth, and scolded with a smile: "Yes, yes, look at the stinky mouth of the old brother, don't mention the past, life has been stormy......"

……

A flower and bird shop opposite is playing a "ghost show", and a few post-graduates are having fun. Shen Jing turned off the light, stood at the window, and watched for a long time. Gradually, his eyes blurred, and the neon reflected on his face changed red, until someone applauded loudly, and he sighed and came back to his senses.

He didn't sleep in a bed, he was used to it.

There was a body in the shadows in the backlight, cold fingertips, and a strange "clattering" of the cervical vertebrae.

"Nervous Hero ......"

Cortana was separated by a wall, and knocked a few times.

Shen Jing buried his face between his legs, and hummed, "Don't talk, sleep." ”

An ancient clock is hung on the wall, pointing to 12 o'clock.

Cortana was very tired, but she was exceptionally awake, staring at the ceiling and unable to sleep. knocked on the wall a few more times: "Nerves, let's chat, how did you and Lao Lu meet?" ”

No one answered.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, like a wild beast roaring, and it slammed into the wall.

"Nerves?" Cortana gasped, her palms sweated, and she said tentatively, "You...... Is that you? What are you doing? ”

Rumble!!!

Heavy objects collapsed, and the floor shook.

Cortana immediately got up and ran to the door and asked, "Nerves? You speak, what's wrong with you? ”

As he spoke, he pushed the door open and entered.

Chirping......

Open a thin line.

The moonlight fell from behind and hit the ground like a guillotine.

At the end of the slanting light was a shadow, and the shadow suppressed the roar, "Get out!! ”